True Love is Blind...and it Barks

I promise to get back to crafts tomorrow, but in honor of Valentine's Day: 
(Most of) The following post is brought to you by my iphone. 
Pull up a box of chocolate...or dog biscuits, and please sit and enjoy the beauty that is...

Peanut+Lilly=4 Ever

Once upon a ten years ago I rescued Lilly from the SPCA. 
Chapter Two...9 years later:  I stole Peanut from my brother when he was about 6 months old...Peanut, not my brother. 
Chapter Three:  They fell in love.   Cougar.

 

Nobody keeps Lilly's eyes as clean (daily) as Peanut does....

Nobody rolls around on their back and plays a strange (20 minute, 4x's daily) game of biting, barking, growling, and wagging as well as Lilly. 

Speaking of 'bodies'.....nobody makes as nice of a perch....

Or a dog bed...

Or eye mask so the lights don't disturb little chihuahua's beauty sleep.,,

Chapter Three:  Fastforward two years, as all great romances goes when you love this deeply...things got a little messy when I brought a pillow pet into their lives. 
Peanut likes big women, he dragged it around, stood in corners and cried.  He licks it's purple furr.  Nibbles on it's horn....and :insert weeping: sleeps on it's back. 
Could he ever need Lilly again? 
Was their love lost forever?

Chapter Four:  Yes.  And.  No.

  ....And they all lived Happily Ever After